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Games Among the Graves

The residential area of Cowpen Newtown, where I lived as a child, consisted of three rows of terraced houses. The back lane of the westernmost of these, John Street, looked onto a cemetery that was in a state of some decay. 837 more words



Fitting in perfectly

laid on the clavicle

supporting the rib cage,

protecting your breathing lungs.

A splinter no longer than—

my finger;

Lying idle, hanging and waiting… 70 more words

A pipe organ for a vaudevillian

Charles Herbert Barritt (1869–1929, more generally known as Clifton Barritt) spent much of his life as a vaudevillian and music hall entertainer and his last years as a London publican. 153 more words


Flanders Fields - Then and Now

Like many Canadian school children born in my era, a poem given students to memorize was “In Flanders Fields”. My immature child’s mind held a naive view of an ordinary cemetery with a few rows of white gravestones and bright red poppies loosely scattering the area. 194 more words


The graveyard artistry of Clarence Best, part 2.

I’ve written here of Clarence B. Best, the marble cutter whose custom gravestones can be found in cemeteries across Wilson County and beyond. Here’s more. 324 more words

Wilson County

On my gravestone

It will say something like “10 minutes late, always.”

Or rather, “Rushing always.”

Or even, “Waits to the last minute because she’s just trying to do one more thing in so little time.” 65 more words

The Seaton Ross Witch

‘It’s one thing to go and live in the former house

of a reputed nineteenth century witch –

it’s another when she decides to move back in…’ 62 more words